tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
I remember those silhouettes - so fun to make with school buddies. It's intriguing to think of all the small ways in which others (who really don't know us at all) see us. Coming from a fairly small town, I often ran into people who knew me (or kind of implied that they did) simply because I was related to someone they actually DID know. Ha! Whenever that happened ... it felt very strange.
Yes, Wendy…and we barely even know ourselves, it seems!
An interesting meditation on how we appear to others; on how much we choose to reveal or hide. I keep thinking how well this tanka would also work if the last word were 'poems.'
An intriguing idea, Jenny, to have used "poems" instead of "profile." I've been thinking of that, wondering how much we reveal vs leave out of our poems, too.
I remember those! Cool you still have it. I am so often astounded by the layers you create in your tanka, as you've done here.
Jennifer, I wish I knew which year it was. Maybe second grade, I'm thinking? Thanks about the layers!
I also recall those small silhouettes--how many of us had that little flip in the back I wonder
I wonder if kids still make those in school.My mother used to like to curl my hair.
I don't remember making one, but I had one done in the 5 & 10 cent store.(Remember those?) Interesting to wonder how others see us.Adelaide
Yes, I remember "five and dime" stores - kind of similar to the "dollar" stores of today? Thanks for visiting, Adelaide.